Chapter 182

Fenglei pass is still bustling, but I don't know when it will start. It seems that there are more patrolling Jiashi and more Koi masters in black robes in the southernmost pass of Dashuo Dynasty.

In winter, the north is cold, but the South China Sea is still warm as spring.

At this time of the year, there are many businessmen and rich people living in the North going south for the winter, and some scholars who travel all over the world pouring into the edge of the South China Sea. For a moment, this military town, which was not a lonely one, was even more lively.

On the street, the bustling crowd came and went, and the peddlers on the roadside were crying one after another.

At the south end of the gate, a group of people walked slowly into the city.

The leader is Su Chunsheng, who is still dressed in a green shirt. Behind him are Chu Youwei, Gao Songtao and Wang Meng.

Xin Zi is not one of them.

In fact, since leaving the small town on the coast of the South China Sea, Xin Zi went north alone to the cold sky sword tomb standing in the Arctic ice field. Gao Songtao seems to have solved a lot of problems. He follows Su Chunsheng all the way out of the town. He says that after he is sent to Fenglei pass, he will go to Guihu outside Jianshan to find trouble. Su Chunsheng didn't say much about it, so he and his party arrived at Fenglei pass.

The noise on the street exceeded Su Chunsheng's expectation.

After walking in the street for a long time, Su Chunsheng, who wanted to take a look at xuanran temple, was so crowded by the pedestrians that he gave up for a while and quickly found a restaurant to take a seat.

The restaurant is not big, but it has a sense of simplicity.

At the moment, there are not a few diners sitting in the restaurant. There are only a few empty seats in the lobby.

Fortunately, Su Chunsheng and his party are not too picky, so naturally they sit at a table in front of the shop with an apologetic waiter.

After ordering some simple food and wine, Xiao Er went to work.

Wang Meng, who had been silent all the time, breathed out a breath and said in a soft voice: "when has Fenglei pass become so many people? It's breathless! "

Gao Songtao was not angry and said, "look at you. There are so many prosperous places in the world. Fenglei pass is nothing."

On hearing this, Wang Meng was surprised and said, "are you serious? How many people should there be in the world? "

Gao Songtao rolled his eyes and seemed to be too lazy to talk to this idiot.

Su Chunsheng just a smile, did not interrupt. But that Chu young micro has been staring at Wang Meng coldly, seems to have been feeling not very pleasing to the eye, straight face, don't know what to think.

In the middle of the restaurant, a simple wooden platform was built.

At the moment, there is an old scholar on the wooden platform, sitting behind a desk, holding a startling wood in his hand, telling some interesting stories about the world.

Today's restaurants are mostly like this. In order to attract business, some elegant restaurants employ some excellent women to play and sing, and even have dancing accompaniment. And some restaurants, which are not large in scale, will also attract customers to the way.

Mr. Shuoshu has a big voice, and his words are full of witticism, which is quite interesting.

Most of the diners in the restaurant were attracted by the old man's storytelling while eating.

Su Chunsheng is not surprised by this. He just looks at the old man and thinks about the next route.

As soon as you enter Fenglei pass, you will enter the territory of Dashuo Dynasty. The next journey to the north is bound to be extremely difficult. Without any accident, the attack and killing will start from then on.

Pop!

A clear sound spread all over the restaurant, startled everyone.

Even Su Chunsheng, who was deeply in thought, was shocked and turned to look at the simple wooden platform.

But see that Mr. storyteller raised his hand and smashed down the startling wood in front of him, which immediately attracted the attention of all the diners in the restaurant.

The old storyteller looked up at the curious sight around him and said with a grin: "next, I will tell you about the rivers and lakes sect in the Central Plains. If you are comfortable, can you please have a drink later?"

As soon as this remark came out, the diners in the restaurant cheered one after another, while some people showed disdain, obviously not very optimistic about the old man.

But the old man touched his beard at the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "today, I will tell you about the jiuxiao sword sect, which used to be the head of Central Plains swordsmanship."

As soon as this remark came out, not only the diners in the restaurant, but also su Chunsheng and his party were stunned and looked at the old storyteller curiously.

"Jiuxiao Jianzong, after thousands of years, has become the first swordsman in the Central Plains. In kendo, you don't want fame and wealth, you don't want glory and wealth, you just want a clear conscience

"As we all know, jiuxiao sword sect was once one of the seven sacred places of martial arts, and was once the first of the Central Plains' swordsmanship. But the world doesn't know that jiuxiao sword sect is just and upright and never goes along with others! "

"As we all know, the magic weapon of jiuxiao sword sect is the Chixiao sword, which is unique in ancient and modern times. The world doesn't know that Chixiao has been handed down for thousands of years. It once slaughtered giant dragons in ancient times, killed ghosts in Jianshan, and killed demons in the Central Plains. "

The old man's voice is very loud.

Among the people at the table near the wooden platform, a young man suddenly got up and yelled, "ghost clan? Isn't that something to kid? How could it be? "

As soon as the words came out, everyone looked at the scene with great interest, as if they were curious about how the old man should deal with it, and they also seemed to want to see the old man eat the shriveled.

But the old storyteller twirled his beard, reached out and pointed to the young man, and said, "there are all kinds of things in the world. It doesn't mean it doesn't exist. It's just a frog in the well

The young man suddenly lost his voice and turned red.

A few tables nearby yelled, cheering for the old man and pointing out the ignorant young man.

Inside the restaurant, the atmosphere became warm.

However, the old man continued to lean on his chair, squinting his eyes, and lost his way: "jiuxiao Jianzong once led the Central Plains Kendo, once held up the pillar of Kendo Qi, stood side by side with Jianshan and Hantian Jianzong."

"It's a pity that after a great disaster, the Kendo sect, which was supposed to be a great one, was destroyed! It's a pity. I think the Su family is full of heroes, but it's desolate! "

With a sigh, the old man held the startling wood tightly in his hand and looked around.

However, most of the diners around were infected by the old man's words, and constant sighs could be heard in the whole restaurant.

Yes, most people don't want to mention it now, but who doesn't know that jiuxiao Jianzong, who was the great swordsman of Central Plains in those days?

At this time, the storyteller suddenly raised the startling wood and smashed it down.

Pop!

It was another clear sound.

The restaurant diners, who had fallen into depression, were startled and looked at the old man in dismay.

But the old storyteller slowly raised his hand, pointed to the north and said, "but!"

"The legitimate son of jiuxiao sword sect escaped from that catastrophe. He has been killed for several years, but now he has gone back again and again!"

"The Su family is full of heroes. How can the Su family's legitimate son be the kind of person who is timid and persistent?"

"The son of the Su family went south one year and defeated the devil in Haizhu city of the East China Sea, which is admirable. In that infamous snowy mountain, it's a great pleasure to break the mountains and rivers with one sword

"There are so many cowards in the Su family? Have you ever been afraid? "

"Good!" The diners in the restaurant clapped and cheered one after another. Obviously, many people have heard of it during this period.

The Shuoshu man narrowed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "now, the Su family's legitimate son has already practiced a peerless sword technique. He is going north to ask for justice for the Su family! Ask for justice for Central Plains Kendo

"The Su family has a son. His name is Su Chunsheng!"

"If the Su family's legitimate son is present now, I will bow and salute him, respect his boldness, respect his bravery, and respect his conscience."

Then the old man turned over and bowed to one side.

Off the stage, there was a lot of applause.

The old man was facing the table where Su Chunsheng and his party were sitting.

Gao Songtao was stunned. He reached out and poked Su Chunsheng in a twitch corner of his mouth. He whispered: "Su Chunsheng, you didn't pay for this, did you?"

Su Chunsheng was also funny. He shook his head and said, "I hope I paid for it, but it's not..."

With that, Su Chunsheng got up and took his glass to the old man.

After the old man got up, he could not help grinning when he saw someone coming with wine.

Su Chunsheng handed the glass to the old man with a smile and said, "old man, that's not bad."

The old man took the glass, shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm flattered. I'm just telling the truth."

After that, the old man drank all the wine and handed the cup back to Su Chunsheng. Then he walked to the table and said, "it's really fast for a young man to give the wine to him."

Inside the restaurant, there was another burst of applause.

Su Chunsheng returns to the desk and shakes his head at the curious Gao Songtao, indicating that the old man is not weird.

Gao Songtao smashed his mouth and said, "this old man has a good mouth. I'll let him talk about me another day. After all, we are also famous sword immortals."

Sitting opposite Chu Youwei lost his mind for a long time. Hearing this, he turned his eyes.

Wang Meng also whispered: "tell me about me, I'm not bad."

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables, the dishes are cold." Gao Songtao simply ignored him and ate it.

In the restaurant, the noise is restored again. Most of the diners on the table begin to discuss the story of jiuxiao sword sect, either sighing or yearning.

At this moment, the distant earth, suddenly came a tremor.

Then, the street noise, screams and fright suddenly came.

The diners of the restaurant were puzzled and turned to look out of the restaurant.

The next moment, everyone's stupid.

After the roaring sound, hundreds of elite Jiashi surrounded the restaurant in an instant.

Then, a tall and fat man, with a steel knife in his hand, swaggered into the restaurant, looked at the stunned and shocked diner, and sneered: "come on, I heard that there is a storyteller here. He is full of nonsense. I'd like to have a look. How long is the old man's tongue?"